overlooking the abandoned quarry the dark lamps of pine cones

a "seize the day" challenge taken up by a group of daisies*

*sounds like day-seize

revealing its age the birthday balloon tied to a chair

budget talk showdown the blood of a red sun crossing the window

heat warning the corn futures wilting in the fields

I will post other daily writings when I get a chance:

cookies for santa the outlines of stars left on the parchment paper

if there is another earth the only hope for its survival is for us to never reach its shores


(This haikutrax should be on one line. The parameters for this
template do not permit me to adjust the margin widths, and I don't
want to make the font any smaller.)

first frost a dusting of powdered sugar to sweeten the skull cookies

apple picking after an hour they all look good to me

october drought I live by the sky that shrinks with the pond